A Poem a Day
by
Gypsy Joy.
National Poetry Month…
Day 21
The Magic of a Circus Clown…
A circus clown will always be a circus clown
She sighed
And a circus clown will never be down
He smiled.
The performance of a circus clown
Smiling or sad my dear
Lightens up every face in a village or town
Grin precious ’cause your circus clown is here.
She waived and said since you put it that way
I shall be your partner in dance
And quickly they went to the loft in the hay
Rehearsing in joy their performance.
That evening everyone in town
Applauded their Dutch wooden shoe dance
The merriment brought the circus tent down
Such is the magic of a grand circus clown.
Enjoy,too,
the Dutch Maestro Andre Rieu
and his wooden shoe dancers.
Courtesy
of my Dutch YouTube friend :
Mr.Esceha, The Netherlands.
